If I Didn't Know The Ending Of

I Want To Live In A World Capital Or The Howling Wilderness.

The Very Thing About People That Makes The Human Race Interesting Is Also The Thing That Makes It So Hard To Get Anything Done Without The Most Horrible Confusions: No Two People Think Exactly The Same Way About Anything.

There Are So Many Things That We Are Capable Of, That We Could Be Or Do. The Potentialities Are So Great That We Never, Any Of Us, Are More Than One-fourth Fulfilled.

We Have The Bad Habit, Some Of Us, Of Looking Back To A Time - Almost Any Time Will Do - When Society Was Stable And Orderly, Family Ties Stronger And Deeper, Love More Lasting And Faithful, And So On. Let Me Be Your Cassandra Prophesying After The Fact, And A Long Study Of The Documents In The Case: It Was Never True, That Is, No Truer Than It Is Now.

You Are Right, None Of Us Live Enough, And Sometimes I Think It Is Because We Mistake Hurrah And Hullabaloo For Experience, We Get A Sock In The Eye And Think It Is A Broken Heart.